"I am not kidding," Jim assures us in a TH, and pops out a tiny little ring. "The week after we started dating," he says. Okay, if this were any other couple, that would be kind of pathetic. But since it's Jim and Pam, and we know all they've been through together, and we've been through it with them, it's only borderline pathetic.
Michael sits in his office complaining to Dwight, who advises Michael that he needs closure. Specifically, he needs to say goodbye.
Andy and Kevin make their triumphant return to the office, and Andy THs some malaprop-riddled congratulations to himself.
Cut to Dwight and Michael at the chairmodel's grave, as Michael wonders what to do next. "You wait until next year's chair catalog comes out and you find one that's still alive," Dwight says.
Jim and Pam walk down the street discussing dinner plans, and suddenly Jim is down on one knee. She freezes, and for a long second her expression is almost uncomfortably like "Casino Night" all over again. And Jim slowly says, "Pam...will you wait for me one second while I tie my shoe?" Yeah, there's an ass-kicking coming after that, but it's not going to be Pam's ass.
Tag: Michael is still with Dwight at the Chairmodel's grave, singing her a bastardized version of "American Pie" in the waning light. Cut to him and Dwightstill singing happily in full dark. Yeah, that song is way too long. And that cemetery is really insufficiently patrolled.